Lady Paulson one shots...pt.2

Working late (Venable)

My name is y/n I am Ms.Venables assistant. She's a stone cold bitch but I find her extremely attractive. Anyways, currently I'm at a club out with friends when I get a call...

Your POV:

Just as a really cute girl started dancing with me, my phone rings. I sigh and answer it. "Hello?" "Y/n" it's Venable shit. I can't hear her so I walk outside to hear her better. "Hello? Ms. Venable is everything alright?" "y/n! I need you to come into the office right now. The two idiots deleted the entire presentation for tomorrow's meeting." I can hear from her voice she's frustrated. And I really don't want to face the wrath of Whilemina Venable. "Uh yeah sure I'll be there in about 15 minutes" she hangs up and I immediately begin to sober up and walk to my car.

Venables POV:

I called y/n once I realized my giant problem. I expected her to be asleep at home, but I was surprised when she answered and there was loud music in the background. After our conversation I couldn't help but think about what she was wearing, who was she with, who was looking at her or touching her. I've liked
y/n for a while now. She's very beautiful and simply wonderful at her job. She's the longest assistant I've had, without making her cry and runoff during her first day of work or week, then first few months. I wanted to make her mine. Have her scream my name and mark her up as my own.

Your POV:

The drive to kineros took about 10 or so minutes. As I walk into the empty building the sound of my heels echoes creating a creepy atmosphere. I head to my office and grab the files I needed before slipping on the black oversized blazer hanging on the back of my chair.  I quickly walk to Venables office and knock on the door "come in y/n" I enter holding the files against my chest. Venable is sitting behind her desk furiously typing on her laptop. "I brought all of the files we used last time for this presentation."

I place them on her desk our hands momentarily brushing. Once the files were in her hands I just stood there feeling a little exposed. Venable scanned my appearance from head to toe. I was wearing a little red, silk spaghetti strap crop top, with a short black leather skirt and my oversized blazer. I felt so small just standing there I didn't know what to do. "Y/n can you come here and help me get this photo centered. I can't seem to figure it out."

I walk behind her desk and lean over her shoulder slightly to reach the keyboard. My mouth right beside her ear. I didn't even realize it. "Okay where do you want this picture?" "Just a little to the left" I move it right where she wanted and pulled back. "Oh, well now that you're here I needed help with slides 3, 5 and 6" I lean over once again and begin fixing the things she wanted. Ms. Venable looks up to me slightly I look down and give her a slight smile before quickly returning to my work. Simply realizing how close we actually were.

Once I was finished Ms. Venable spoke. "Correct me if I'm wrong Ms. y/l/n. But you were the one who created the previous presentation am I right?" I nod my head "yes I did" she smirks a bit "well can you do it again?" I look at the clock "of course" she smiles and scoots her chair over a bit so I have room. I grab the files and begin inputting the highlighted information I used last time into the correct spaces. As I work I can feel Venables gaze occasionally making my cheeks slightly flush.

About 10 mins later, she stands up and walks behind me. I realize that she has a perfect view of my ass. I bend over the table a bit more than needed. I can feel her eyes burning holes into my behind. Venable suddenly steps behind me slightly pressing her hips against me and leans over my shoulder pointing at the screen. Her mouth right beside my ear. "Can you move the text over to the right and the graph over to the left." I feel her breath against my ear and neck making me shiver and momentarily close my eyes. 

"Y-yes Ms. Venable" I breathe out and do as she asked my hands a bit shaky. I continue working until I feel her hand grip my hip. I freeze.
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-Nikki